RANDOM FRANTIC ACTION

Last night I dreamt about:
- Amanda Palmer staying with us at the Ashgrove house while she acquainted herself with a new double bass
- shopping in the massive dream!shopping centre that I've dreamed about before (the one with David Jones) and Wyrr found an impossible-to-find favourite chocolate
- being rejected in my attempt to assist a person with a broken leg, and being told I'd done all I could by my old art teacher

The Ashgrove house never has a deck when I dream about it; it's always half-built at best. Amanda was playing double bass on the barely-in-place planking and asking whether I knew how double basses were tuned. I have no fucking idea how double basses are tuned and now I have to find out on the off chance that I am ever asked this question.

(Ooh, are they really tuned in fourths?)

Everyone was wrong in the dream anyway because it was essentially violin tuning octaves below for the first three strings... and then a violin's E. Er.

But yes. Really detailed dreams, the 'plot points' of which were pulled from random bits of conversation at the housewarming. Usually my dreams are faintly foggy or have a sort of light swirl filter over the top that makes them a little unreal - these were just incredibly detailed. Or the Amanda Palmer dream was, anyway. XD If I had to pick one of them, that'd have been it!

Today:
- clean bathroom
- vacuum
- pack things in hall into boxes cancelled on account of sudden shelving advice
- look at Transactions documentation and see how community books can be combined reliably every version (NB. Branding? ODT-->PDF atm.); get a TOC together
- read more Heart's Blood
- write

Had a dream last night that I was discovered by the publishing equivalent of Miranda Priestly, played by some strange and wonderful mishmash of Sigourney Weaver and Meryl Streep. I was trying to choose between four short stories for a publication I'd never heard of and trying not to admit that I knew precisely buggerall about whatever she was talking about regarding the submissions.

I believe her sullen assistant was played by Neil Patrick Harris, and he was very sullen.

She was operating out of Dad's old house at Ashgrove, and apparently couldn't stand insects, so instead of selecting a story I spent the dream chasing a fly and a mosquito out of the room.

I only got to look at the first three short stories because she whacked the fourth down on her desk and then got distracted by the fly, but they looked to be about twenty to thirty pages each, and none of them were anything I recognised - which is obvious enough, since I've never managed to write more than three short stories of any quality ever.

Perhaps this is a good sign. XD

I appear to be losing weight. I don't know what's going on. I assume it's just the more or less regular sleep. I am okay with this. I should start walking home of an evening, too, and kick it up a notch with small, regular snacks so my metabolism picks up a little.

I won't, but I should.

Friday night with Rage = I feel like I've had a full weekend already. ♥ We went out to James' golf club last night for dinner while he had a meeting, and came home and watched movies... which pretty much carried over into late afternoon today, actually, because it was way too hot to do anything else. XD Met her new kitten, who is very much a young lady cat at this point, and all soft and lanky. Imriel still loves me. (He knows who skritches best.) And solved a few of the cryptography puzzles in her copy of the XKCD book, although I didn't get all of the dancing men out before I left, which makes me sad. "Started with four letters _ut ..." blah blah. I'll get the rest eventually. I know I've combined 'f' with something else, though, because otherwise the last word makes no sense. Damn eyesight failing me deep in the night...

Had a dream that... I think started out as a zombie dream, and became a sort of spy road trip (I blame Die Hard 4.0), and then became an Elbow concert. I think I was with Tree and Rage during the road trip, but I remember some people from work around the fringes of the concert, too. No idea. XD Great car chases, though.

And now I must endeavour to do all the cleaning and washing while also writing 18455 words before 2pm tomorrow. HAH.

Went to bed at about 8.30 last night and started trying to sleep by about nine.

Had a dream combining uni friends, Animorphs, Jurassic Park, a little big of Kingdom Hearts and FFVII, and Pokémon.

By which I mean, the island was tropical but had Disneyland/Traverse Town architecture; Meowth was responsible for most of the plotting that put me in danger, I could transform into ...damn, I forget what my bird was. I wasn't Tobias, anyway, because I hung around with him a lot. Some sort of raptor, anyway, which-- surprise! There were raptors on the island. Only, you know, velociraptors. Who could swim. And we had to swim to get off the island. (Or at least, those suckers who couldn't transform into seagulls had to. But since this included Marlene, I was loath to actually let the raptors get to people. So.)

So it was really bloody epic and complicated and actually I vaguely remember being Dr Grant. Hurrah? He would have made a deliriously happy Animorph.

This was fun. And some of these are really nice.

This is a shitty thing for anyone, and you can help them here.

Had so many weird dreams lately. Two nights ago, I was with Felix and Mildmay on a dock, and Felix was watching them load cargo. Last night I dreamed I was a fox running from a bear and trying to squeeze myself under cars, which now that I think of it could also have been DoL-related, haha.

Both of my hands are about equally painful right now, by which I mean ow, so I'll stay off the computer after the doctor's I think. Wish me luck! I still don't know how I'm getting there and I have to leave in half an hour. XD

Last night I slept for maybe six hours, which is okay. What proves it was okay is that I dreamed, which doesn't usually happen if I sleep badly. The hilarious thing was that I dreamed I was Skeff moving furniture for people, and now Tol won't shut up about it. XD I think he thinks he's found his place in the Office AU. Or he's found Skeff's place, at least.

Lunch with Rage at the secret cafe today! It has a shopfront about six feet wide that's black and looks old and terrible, and then a side-alley to a garden you can juuust glimpse from the street. I'll tell you what it's like when I get home. I'm fascinated. It's like little alleyways in Melbourne. Secret cafes!

Also, I started reading a Scorpius/Albus Severus fic last night. I couldn't help it. And the Scorpius voice is just enchanting. It could be wildly inaccurate and it would still be this beautiful, disjointed and hollow and mmph. <3 Also, this fic involves Percy. I swoon in its general direction.

It is like a special kind of madness. There is Percy/Snape and it is bizarrely wonderful. Read the first chapter for me. The first bit I was dubious about, and then I fell into the voice and became hopelessly and happily mired.

The people in this suburb and their fucking car alarms. *puts head in hands*

Woke up a lot last night. Once, my hands were curled around a dreamed N64 controller. I do remember a Zelda dream in which I was in the castle for its collapse, but sdfjdhjafsd.

[EDIT] Mmmnsfjsdhf, must win this contesttttstastsaetsdf. Will need to recruit folk to click &stars;+ though. |D; Alas.

Well, last night I dreamed about swimming in a small dock, and then something happened but I don't remember what. I know I was with Kyla, but that's about all I can remember outside of wondering where Sanga was.

Didn't sleep wonderfully last night, but am getting used to this dreaming thing. I've missed it. I didn't for so freaking long, it was crazy.

Anyway, work today, but wanted to mention this in case it came up somewhere later. (My dreams do this; it's weird.)

[EDIT] Ah, hell. XD And I missed the bus.

Last night I had dreams about being in Shinra Manor, running from the Shinra, only it was a cross between the manor proper and Dodongo's Cavern, and there was no ammunition and all the potions I knew should have been there had already been found and used by the Shinra. But I had to get through the manor and activate a machine.

The other dream was about coming in a full bar early in choir and having the whole choir stop and stare at me. XD I am lame and pathetic.

Work today and tomorrow, and then an appointment, and then blessed freedom for a day or two! Also, I can start rereading Mélusine. :D!

lol, I was half planning to stay up and watch the inauguration but I think my body had other plans. XD

It still does; I feel like I'm made of lead. But let remains left and neither up nor down, even if my hands and arms have that lactic acid/non-circulatory pain-buzz to the shoulder again.

[EDIT] Having decided to leave late for work and eat breakfast instead of dashing crazily, I will tell you all about my dream.

Of which there is not much to tell except that I am pretty sure I was Arthur Pendragon sitting with my peeps waiting to be ambushed or conquered or something. And we were all getting pretty jumpy, but I just kept telling everyone to wait. (Even though, Arthur? Wait? LOL. XD)

alleyne was there, too, and after the initial ambush it sort of went... zombie survival minus the zombies, so we had holed up in a building and were going out on scavenging missions. alleyne needed my help to scavenge a butcher's because the meat was all foul and making her feel sick. (Do not ask me why we were scavenging there in the first place. :| When Arthur says 'comb the town' you comb the town, apparently.)

That's about it, honestly. As ever, my dreams are vividly coloured and detailed but not after I wake up. XD;